A New Reincarnation
Chapter One: The Sting of Goodbye Tears
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Inu Yasha (unfortunately). But a big HUGEMONGOUS
Thanks to the wonderful woman who did!!
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Inu Yasha looked down at the dying girl in his arms. Blood covered half of
her face, and her breathing was slowing horribly. She had been hit with a
powerful attack that no one had even seen coming. But it was all over now.
Naraku died from Inu Yasha's rage, and the jewel was whole. But Kagome
was mortally wounded in the process.
"Inu Yasha, I'm cold," whimpered the barely breathing girl, trying to move
closer to the hanyou who held her.
"Shh, Kagome, rest, it'll be all right," answered Inu Yasha, tears welling
up in his eyes. Sango and Miroku watched from afar, grateful beyond words
that Shippou had been left with Kaede. They all knew that poor Kagome
would not survive this, but they couldn't bring themselves to say it. But
Kagome knew already.
"I'm going to die, aren't I, Inu Yasha?" she asked, in a hoarse whisper
that even he barely heard.
"Feh, stupid wench, of course not," said Inu Yasha, openly sobbing now. He
could hear Sango's sobs in the background as well, and the monk trying to
comfort her at the same time as trying to hide his own tears. Kagome
coughed a little, tiny flecks of blood spraying out of her mouth. It hurt
Inu Yasha to see her like this, to see her dying. But he couldn't look
away; this was the woman he loved, his Kagome, his savior. This girl had
saved him from imprisonment in the Old God Tree, never turned away from
him, trusted him, made him feel alive, and brought his feeling back from
their cold, shallow grave.
"I'm dying, Inu Yasha, I'm not stupid," said Kagome, sobbing a little. "I
just wish it could have been different," she said, trailing off a bit.
"What do you mean, different, Kagome?" asked Inu Yasha, tears rolling from
his golden eyes, down his chin and onto her cheeks.
"I wish you could have loved me, Inu Yasha, instead of Kikyou. I always
loved you, Inu-chan," she said, quietly, another sob sounding from her
throat.
"But I do love you, Kagome, not Kikyou. Kikyou is dead. I know that now.
She'll never be back; things will never be the same between she and I.
It's you I love, Kagome, and only you," he cried, wishing he could turn
back time and kill Naraku before he had a chance to send out the ball of
energy that had done this damage to his friend, his love.
"I'm glad, then, Inu Yasha," she sobbed, trying to hold her composure,
trying to hold on a little longer. "I'm glad I made you happy, if only for
a little while. But I'm going now, Inu Yasha, I know I am. I can feel it.
Please take care of Shippou for me, Inu-chan. Promise me that you'll be
nicer to him and take care of him."
"I promise, koishii, I promise," replied the hanyou, holding her closer to
him now.
"I swear I'll return to you somehow, Inu Yasha. I don't know how but I
will. If I've been reincarnated for you this time, I know I can be again,
right?" she asked, hoping he would agree with her.
"I know you will, koishii, I love you to much to let your soul stay away
from me for too long."
"I love you, Inu Yasha. I love you." she whispered, and with that, she
drew her last breath, and then let it go.
"I love you too, Kagome," said Inu Yasha, staring at the lifeless girl who
lay now, dead, in his arms. Tears ran full force down his cheeks as he
stared at her, and Sango and Miroku's sobs came loud from behind him.
Inu Yasha set Kagome's lifeless form down, and began to pack her things.
They had been ambushed while on their way to confront Naraku. If only they
had made it to him first. No, Inu Yasha would not allow himself to think
such things. If Kagome heard him thinking such things, she would 'sit' him
for sure. But no. Kagome couldn't 'sit' him anymore. He never thought
he'd see a day where he would want the girl to use that magic word on him.
Fresh tears ran down his soggy cheeks just thinking about it.
"Alright, come on. We've got to get back to Kaede's village. Sango, grab.
her things, I'll carry Kagome. We'll hold a funeral at the village," said
Inu Yasha, firmly, trying to look unaffected, though failing.
"Inu Yasha, forgive me, it may sound rude right now, but what are you going
to do with the jewel?" asked a tearful Miroku, obviously afraid that both
Inu Yasha and Sango would think his question a bit off-color for the
moment.
"I'm going to burn it with her body, just as they did last time. Without
her, the jewel means nothing. It is nothing. I don't want it if I can't
share it with her," Inu Yasha answered quite simply. Miroku nodded, and
continued clearing out the campsite.
"Let's go," said Inu Yasha, almost harshly, and they headed back toward
Kaede's village. They dreaded having to tell the villagers and Kaede what
had happened to Kagome, but dreaded even more having to tell a certain
child kitsune what had happened to his surrogate mother.
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Inu Yasha glanced down at Kagome's lifeless face as he walked, memorizing
every curve, every angle, and every freckle. As he stared at her, his mind
became blank with regret and remorse, and the most intense sorrow he'd felt
since Kikyou betrayed him. Only this sorrow was infinitely worse.
As they came into the village, Sango ran ahead to distract the young
kitsune, so he wouldn't see Kagome's lifeless body. Arrangements were
made for her funeral, and Inu Yasha chose to have the Shikon no Tama burned
with her body, as the villagers had with Kikyou.
"Are ye sure, Inu Yasha?" Kaede had asked him.
"It's fitting," he had replied, a single tear forming at the corner of his
amber eyes. He had quickly wiped it away, though, not wanting anyone to
see him cry, fearing it would begin another outburst of their own emotions.
He couldn't deal with another tearful reminiscence of her, especially with
the guilt that plagued him about her family. He had tried to go back to
Kagome's time to tell her family of her demise, but the well had closed, he
couldn't get through. Now he knew they would always wonder why she never
came home again.
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Now he sat, watching the flames claim her body, smelling the burning flesh
and memorizing every detail of it, forcing himself to know every sound,
every sob, every flicker of the all-consuming flame that engulfed her.
Tears trickled down his face as he watched the last of the flames die away,
her ashes blowing away in the wind. And for the first time since his
mother died, he let them fall as they may, without trying to be strong for
anyone, allowing his emotions to show to all around him, hoping that
wherever her soul was now, she knew that he loved her, and always would.
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Well, now, that was a bit more sad and depressing than I mean for it to be.
Now to answer any questions you may have.

No, Kikyou isn't gone. She's still there somewhere. I'm sure she'll show
up in this story somewhere. I want Kagome's reincarnation to be sort of a
combination between Kikyou and Kagome, and I think to make the comparison
properly I will introduce Kikyou to the story. (I'm re-writing this and as
of 10/19/03 I have a different view of what I want her to be like. I want
her to be a much better match for Inu now, not just Kikyou and Kagome's
reincarnation)

Time frame. in order to make this story work for me, I am going to make it
so that Kagome lived in the 70's, not the 90's, but I'm the author of this
one, and it's a fan fic, so I can mess around with it like that. So there
were no computers or anything to that effect in Kagome's world at the time
of her life. This is so I don't have to make up sorry excuses for
futuristic objects, as I'm not quite that imaginative. So my character
that will be Kagome's reincarnation will live in the 2000's, or what is our
present. Did that make sense?

Ok, well, that's it for me for now, minnas, See ya next time!!!

*Pulls out broomstick from the closet, sit on it and flies away*